Reborn as the spoiled male wife of the mortal enemy

The villa is quietly nestled at the foot of Heyun Mountain. The undulating mountains are like a natural barrier, guarding this peaceful place.

The mountain is shaded by green trees, and birds occasionally fly by, leaving behind a string of crisp chirps. A stream flows nearby, and the crystal-clear stream meanders past the courtyard.

After getting off the carriage, Nanchun looked at the quaint courtyard in front of him, and his uneasy heart slowly calmed down.

"Second Young Madam."

Four people were standing in front of the vermilion gate.

He knew all these people, and they were all kind and warm people.

"Niu Er, Heizi, go help the Second Young Madam move her things."

The person who spoke was a kind-looking old lady.

"Wait a moment, let me introduce myself. I don't even know what your names are yet." Nan Chun said with a smile.

"Look at me, I was so happy that I forgot about this. You can just call me Grandma Jiang. I am the cook in the yard. The two others, the tall one is Niu Er, and the dark-skinned one is Heizi. This one is Jasmine. Although she is not very smart, she is a good worker." Grandma Jiang introduced them one by one.

"Hello, Second Young Madam!" Niu Er and Heizi said happily, baring their teeth.

Jasmine bowed to Nanchun somewhat stiffly.

"Lingyun." Nanchun nodded at Lingyun.

Lingyun took out a neatly stacked banknote from her purse and stuffed it into Grandma Jiang's hand: "This is the reward from the Second Young Madam, ten dollars each."

"Oh, how can this be possible..." Granny Jiang refused.

"From now on, my mother and I will be here, and we will have to trouble you to take care of us. Please accept it quickly. If you don't, I will feel that you don't welcome me!" Nanchun said with a smile.

"Thank you very much, Second Young Madam!" Grandma Jiang took the money and smiled.

"Thank you, Second Young Madam! Let's go help move the things."

Niu Er and Heizi are working with great enthusiasm.

Jasmine held the money in her hand and looked at Nanchun curiously.

Nanchun smiled at her and said, "You and Lingyun look about the same age. You can be companions from now on."

"Yes, that's great." Lingyun said with a smile, holding her hand.

"What about me?" Jindou said with a pout.

"Yeah, yeah, and you, we are all good friends." Lingyun pinched his nose, "Second Young Madam, let's go in first. Bai Hao is helping Madam pack her luggage, so he probably won't be here for a while."

"Well, let's go in."

In the courtyard, neatly arranged bluestone paths connect the rooms, and the flowers and trees along the paths are lush and vibrant.

"These were all made by Niu Er. He looks big and strong, but he is quite meticulous in his work." Grandma Jiang said with a smile, "Second Young Madam, you can live here with peace of mind from now on. Although it is not as luxurious and convenient as the old house, the environment is good and suitable for you to recuperate."

"Well, I like it here very much." Nanchun said.

"That's good! To be honest, when the housekeeper sent someone to tell me that you were coming to live here, I was worried that you wouldn't like it here. People from the old house rarely come here, and we are all very happy that you can come." Grandma Jiang smiled.

Grandma Jiang said the same thing in her previous life.

Few people come here. The owner is busy with business and rarely has time to come. The eldest son is far away in Yangcheng. Only Bai Xun comes here occasionally when the weather is cold.

The fact that someone from the main family came here means that this place has not been forgotten.

Their waiting and guarding have meaning.

In the afternoon, Song Amei came.

"Mom, do you like it here?" Nanchun and her sat in the pavilion drinking tea and eating snacks.

"I like you, but there's no one at home. Your grandpa..."

"It's okay. This place is not far from home. If grandpa doesn't see anyone when he comes home, he will go to the old house to ask." Nanchun said.

Song Amei looked at him, hesitant to speak.

"Mother, I might have to leave here and go to Yangcheng in a few days."

"Oh, I knew you were going to do this. You were so anxious to move from the old house to the villa, and you brought me here too." Song Amei sighed.

Nanchun said, "Grandpa has been away from Baijiazhai for over eight months. Although he's been there for that long before, this time is unusual. I... don't know how to explain it to you."

Song Amei reached out and touched his face, and said gently, "No need to explain, just do what you want. But be sure to pay attention to safety."

"Yes, I will. I'll just go to Yangcheng to ask someone. I'll come back when I get any news about grandpa." Nanchun said with a smile.

At night, the moon was high in the sky and the breeze was gentle. The courtyard looked particularly peaceful under the moonlight.

Nanchun was soaking in the hot spring, looking at the bright moon, as if time had stood still.

In his previous life, at this time, Bai Xun would prepare him a cup of scented tea and his favorite rice cake, and would tell him about some interesting people and things.

As his health deteriorated, Bai Xun added more stone steps and protective fences to the pool.

If you think about it carefully, many places in the villa have been renovated.

The bumpy cobblestone paths around here have been turned into flat bluestone roads and covered with non-slip carpets.

There are guardrails in the places he likes to go, and a bell to attract attention. There is a medical bag on the side of the wheelchair, which contains many life-saving drugs.

Does Bai Xun love him?

Nanchun blushed and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Whether in his previous life or this life, he didn't dare to think so.

Where does the affection between men come from?

What's more, they have been at odds since childhood.

In this life, Grandpa, Mom and he will all live well.

Bai Xun no longer has to feel guilty.

They will have their own lives in the future.

He lay by the pool, feeling vaguely lost.

Back in the bedroom, the kitten came over and rubbed his legs.

Nanchun squatted down and stroked its head. "Isn't it more fun here than in the old house? The old lady doesn't like you, and you can't go anywhere except Jingyuan. Here you can go fishing in the stream and climb trees in the woods."

"Meow meow……"

"What is this?" Nanchun picked up the thing the kitten brought over.

"Brush? When did you give Bai Xun's brush to...wait..." Nanchun took the brush and looked at it carefully.

Isn’t this the brush that Bai Xun used, which was made of crude materials and had crude workmanship?

Nanchun looked at the worn marks where he held the pen, and below them were the two words "Nanchun" engraved crookedly.

"Huh? This... this is my brush... the one I lost!"

That was four years ago.

His grandfather had always made pens for him, but he made this one himself, and since it was his first time, his technique was unskilled and the workmanship was crude.

Even so, he was still very happy and took it to school. He did not get angry when people made fun of him.

"I made this myself. It's a little ugly, but can you make it yourself?"

Within two days, he lost his pen, and he was sad for a few days because of it.

Thinking of this, Nanchun's heart was beating fast.

He snorted, picked up the kitten and said, "Your master took my things and didn't give them back to me, and he used them openly for so long. His face is as thick as a city wall."